Listen To Your Heart. It Knows Everything.

We Cannot All See The Dreams In The Same Way.

I Love You Like A River That Creates The Right Conditions For Trees And Bushes And Flowers To Flourish Along Its Banks. I Love You Like A River That Gives Water To The Thirsty And Takes People Where They Want To Go.

Once In A Mental Hospital, A Person Grows Used To The Freedom That Exists In The World Of Madness And Becomes Addicted To It. You No Longer Have To Take On Responsibilities, To Struggle To Earn Your Daily Bread, To Be Bothered With Repetitive, Mundane Tasks. You Could Spend Hours Looking At A Picture Or Making Absurd Doodles. Everything Is Torelated Because, After All, The Person Is Mentally Ill.

Why Do So Many People Chose To Spend Their Whole Life Destroying Paths They Didn't Even Want To Follow, Instead Of Following The One Path That Would Lead Them Somewhere.

Be Happy When You Reach The Top: Cry, Clap Your Hands, Shout To The Four Winds That You Did It, Let The Wind - The Wind Is Always Blowing Up There - Purify Your Mind, Refresh Your Tired And Sweaty Feet, Open Your Eyes, Clean The Dust From Your Heart. It Feels So Good, What Was Just A Dream Before, A Distant Vision, Is Now Part Of Your Life, You Did It!